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Written By Lennon/McCartney Published by Northern Songs Ltd
I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly, I'm crying

Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come
Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday
Man, You beer naughty boy, you let your face grow long
I am the egg-man, oh they are the egg-men, oh I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob

Mister city policeman sitting
Pretty little policemen in a row
See how they fly like Lucy in the sky, see how they run
I'm crying, I'm crying, I'm crying, I'm crying

Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dog's eye
Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess
Boy you been a naughty girl you let your knickers down
I am the egg-man, oh they are the egg-men, oh I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob

Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun
If the sun don't come, you get a tan from standing in the English rain
I am the egg-man, oh they are the egg-men, oh I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob

Expert textpert choking smokers, don't you think the joker laughs at you?
See how they smile like pigs in a sty, see how they snied, I'm crying

Semolina pilchards, climbing up the Eiffel Tower
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe
I am the egg-man, oh they are the egg-men, oh I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob
G'goo goo g'joob, goo goo g'joob, g'goo goo g'joob, goo

Oh BTW the chorus at the end of the song sure sounds like "Smoke pot, smoke pot, everybody smoke pot." to me anyway.

Ah, Post 11 has been reached, I can relax abit.

Speaking of 11, I had a dream that my life was going to end before Sept 11, 2001. So much so that before I left that day I showed my wife the how and whys to get to our Investment Accounts. It was that powerful. I really thought I was going to die.

The only other dream I had like that was after Afghan had been supposedly pacified and the question of the day was B Laden alive or not. That one was not as powerful. But the gist of it was...One man was dead and another was riding away laughing on a bicycle. I interpreted the dead man as B. Laden and the one riding away as the former Head of the Taliban whose name escapes me now.

I have had no other dreams since. I hope I never do unless...

That is my truth.

We are the Walrus.

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